Proud Walmart Associate Lyrics

I have no cash

I get yelled at by your moms and dads

It ain't my fault that this shit's misplaced, what the fuck

That ain't the price do you not understand

Why the fuck you talking to me like that, bitch I ain't corporate

I don't know if something is in stock so just order it

Why the fuck are the three year olds running rampant

Show some respect, can you please watch over your kids

I'm underage, why you asking me about cigarettes

Pooping on the clock because my boss makes seven figure checks

I ain't even old enough to drink liquor yet

Why this old ass guy asking for suggestions

Oh my fucking god, I'm feeling like I'm going crazy

Cause the radio won't play anything but Mariah Carey

I'm scheduled all of Black Friday, shit sucks

I might quit, self checkout is boring as fuck

These bitches scheduled me outside of my availability

I might just quit this job fucking sucks

(Come on)

Uh, yeah

Roll it back come on

Uh, yeah

Roll it back, roll it

Uh, roll it back

Roll it back, uh

Uh, uh

Rollback

Kids don't work at Walmart, this job fucking sucks